Last Friday, just as I returned home from an errand, Fedex drives up. I was still in the driveway. I wasn’t expecting anything, but I’m always thrilled to get a package. The guy jumped out and handed me a padded envelope, addressed to me. I glance over at the return address–Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures. Oh. A movie to review. Fine.
I’m still standing in the yard. I tear open the envelope and slid out the contents. A copy of The Help on DVD, a gorgeous set of MAC eyelashes, and a handwritten note. Now, you might think that that’s an odd combination–a DVD and a set of lashes, but I didn’t. I involuntarily started to scream, even before I read the note. I knew. I KNEW. I knew who the package came from and why they sent it.
So, why is a high powered Tinsel Town executive sending me lashes? Well, last year, I had the opportunity to see a screening of The Help at DreamWorks Studios, in their private theater. And I sobbed throughout the entire film. So much so, that my gorgeous individual lashes that I had applied before the trip, ended up in my tissues. And when the lights finally came out, I looked a hot mess. But, so did everyone else in the group. Then, Stacey, who was instrumental in bringing The Help to the big screen, asked what we thought of the movie, I spoke up. I said plainly, “So? What are you plans for Oscar Night?” followed a half second later by, “You owe me a set of lashes, I’ve cried all of mine off.” Everyone laughed, including her and she said, “Don’t you worry about the lashes, girlfriend. I will SEND you some more.”
So, months later, when the package yielded The Help and the lashes, I knew. Stacey was making good on her promise. And here’s what the handwritten note said–
Sorry for the delay but we did not forget we owed you eyelashes and a big Thank You for your support on The Help. You were there from the start and we appreciate it!
I die. And I cry.
Now, here’s my dilemma–Do I wear the lashes and send her pics of me in them? Or do I put them away and never touch them with the naked hand? I’ve had them on my desk for a week. Everytime I look at them, I smile to myself.
I’d always admired Stacey for her career achievements. I love her even more now.